As I type this, I have both the big light on and my desk lamp. My halogen lamp is on (we’ve had ours since renovations so only one twinkly warm bar remains). I am wearing knittted joggers, socks and a cardigan. The irony is not lost on me.
However, a speckle of sunlight reached the back fence panel of our north facing garden last week and our solar light…
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